Author: Maria Fokas

Hello, I'm Maria and, I'm not here to talk about me, I'm here to talk about us.
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Innocence Dazed

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Innocence Dazed by Maria Fokas The woman knows she is seducing It is even a sin in most religions To tempt such youth With powers of soft scented skin   The boys are excited … Their faces glowing Naïve and pristine As not yet touched By a woman with such skill To kiss and spell Unaware of the dangers Not having once tasted… Sweet to the tongue Bitter to the longing The need to be satisfied By a ghost in their heads They merely plunge in thought Sexuality intoxicating to the touch The idea of throbbing is not yet painful For … Continue reading Innocence Dazed

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A Song to Call my Own

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A Song to Call my Own by Maria Fokas A song to call my own . . . You asked me why I love you And a fear of wonder came to mind If I tell him will he flee? But then again how can I hide The most important thing to me? Is it the way you count my smiles – Is it the way you hold me when I cry – Is it how you make me feel alive – Is it how you promise to protect me – Is it how you let me be free to … Continue reading A Song to Call my Own

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Break Free

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Break Free by Maria Fokas I can hear the cries of a story Fumbling through the glory Before I get out of her bed Need to get her out of my head She calls out my name Stay with me, she said   Nothing I can say to hide my pain As I’m spinning in her web Why do you walk alone? I need to know, she said    I can still hear the echo of her voice in my head Death dares knocking on my door I heard it all before You feel it when you hit the floor Too cruel … Continue reading Break Free

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The Giving Tree

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  The Giving Tree by Maria Fokas The music caressed my office like the sun caresses the face of a flower grateful to be alive in its moment of blossom. The warmth of its touch consumed me and took me away from the present moment of chores and tedious thoughts of routine; and then the phone rings to interrupt. Three rings before I pick up the handset and put receiver to ear. It was my sister. She said that she had some bad news. “Is everyone alright?”, I asked. She replied that the news was of a different kind of bad. … Continue reading The Giving Tree

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Halcyon Days

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Halcyon Days by Maria Fokas To the seven daughters of Alcyoneus Bear seven peaceful days in rime Easing warm waves to winter sun From hand of  Zeus and mouth of Hera Planting seeds of lushness In the hearts of sinless lovers Passion needing no such reminder From bright wings of kingfishers Nostalgic flame tis longing pain   Release the womb For birth and pleasure Hath visiting lands and oceans of myth I welcome the goddesses of love Whether she be Aphrodite or Danu I willingly succumb to the latter  Caged in his command By undisclosed devotion To my platonic lover … Continue reading Halcyon Days

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Into the Cold

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Into the Cold by Maria Fokas This constant thought that there must be someone better out there could be as fraudulent as cotton candy.  The younger you are the more overwhelmingly fluffy and beautifully pinkish it seems at first sight. You become intrigued with  both hue and feel; stickiness I mean. Once you taste it, you want more. You don’t care that you’ve got your hands clammy until you get your tummy full. Then you look around searching for someone to help you get rid of it. What if the idea of better had to do more with coming across someone … Continue reading Into the Cold

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Somewhere to Begin

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If there ever was a song which simply and completely whispered our story to the world – it would have to be this one – Dedicated to the man who came into my life unexpectedly and changed my world forever. . . Somewhere to Begin by Maria Fokas  I will love your ways  – But at times, I will be difficult and selfish in my need for your presence – I will upset you and drive you mad sometimes – There will be days I won’t understand you – And there will be days you won’t understand me – You … Continue reading Somewhere to Begin